Aug 2019
I flew in the sky, and my mind seemed to leaf through a picture book.
Then the frog croaked, and the bird sang, and I found that the real world is not bad either.
Then the frog croaked, and the bird sang, and I found that the real world is not bad either.
This poem is motivated from the following quote by Philip K. **** - “Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.”
Also published at my blog, https://gaffingaround.wordpress.com/2019/07/29/gaffe-91/
Also published at my blog, https://gaffingaround.wordpress.com/2019/07/29/gaffe-91/
